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if i look back, i am lost
Mike Driver

@theartofmadeline

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I'd rather be in outer space đž
trying on a metaphor

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Kiana Khansmith
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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@nonotimetoulouse
Search your feelings, you know it to be true
they should make a wii fit for getting jacked
Wii fuck
funny how everyone thinks something like this is low hanging fruit when inn reality itâs high flying meat
Wii shit
Dude donât say that.
Wii sleep. But a good nightâs sleep where you actually feel rested when you wake up.
SKELETON
SKELETON
SKELETON
high flying meat
babe no, you misunderstood
Just draw ~something~ they said
Youâre not my supervisorÂ
weâre so proud
Same energy
Scenes from Taskmaster / I wanna be Noel Fielding when I grow up
Happy Bunny and Eggs Day
*ahem*
One could argue that Potato Headâs interchangeable features and accessories â the selling point of the toy â are fundamentally opposed to rigid binaries of gender. The very crux of Potato Headâs existence is to encourage personal aesthetic experimentation, completely disregarding the false gendered contexts of inanimate objects. Disembodied moustaches and tiny purses are strewn across the floor, the signified removed from the signifier, a Dadaist collage of images reduced to utter meaninglessness. It is a striking visual of the absurdity of cisnormativity, and the performativity and mutability of gender.
Throughout a childâs play, the hats, perma-lipsticked smiles, and bare ears are gleefully placed and replaced, the child perhaps pausing to consider the whole before resuming. By the end, we are a faced with something of a Ship of Theseus dilemma: which Potato Head is the Mr, and which is the Mrs? How can we tell which one came from which box? Furthermore, does it matter? Stripped of any defining features, the plastic ovoid is neutral. It invites the child to create the label themselves rather than relying on some inherent truth supposedly held within the Potatoâs hollow interior.
The Potato Head toy is, and has always been, a postmodern playground for gender fuckery. Removing pronouns isnât part of some liberal conspiracy, but rather an acknowledgment of Potato Headâs reality. Itâs referring to Achilles and Patroclus as lovers rather than âvery dear friendsâ. Itâs Boston Marriages being reconsidered as romantic rather than a simple economic move. Itâs not a rewriting of history or warping of facts, but an affirmation of truth.
Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.
https://imgur.com/a/o2XLpQ0
(I hereby acknowledge that her hands are mismatched)
You can do it! I believe in you!
my favorite thing about humanity is that we saw multiple creatures and were like âwouldnât it be cool if that had wingsâ and we were right every single time
I dunno man, my winged tapir is begging to differ
Add more wings.
I think he just needed a better attitude
my favorite thing about humanity is that we saw multiple creatures and were like âwouldnât it be cool if that had wingsâ and we were right every single time
I dunno man, my winged tapir is begging to differ